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The duck was carved into sandstone with a gold beak and the solemn expression of something that had been worshipped by mistake.
That was enough to establish the civilization.
Columns.
Sun disks.
Ancient stone.
Gold everywhere.
And one duck receiving considerably more architectural respect than ducks normally get.
I started at €1.00 a spin with €121.40 behind it.
The temple looked expensive.
The duck looked confident.
Fourteen spins later, only €5.60 had come back from €14.00.
The confidence belonged entirely to him.
Regular symbols filled most of those spins. Scarabs. Stone masks. Bright pieces of gold. Carved animals. Ornamental objects that looked as though removing any one of them would activate something unpleasant inside the walls.
Explorer Duck appeared twice as a Wild.
The first time, he helped a small combination.
The second time, he stood on the middle reel surrounded by symbols that refused to cooperate.
Gold collar.
Explorer hat.
Absolutely no useful company.
I dropped the stake to €0.60.
The duck could continue the expedition on a smaller travel budget.
That improved the mood almost immediately.
Not dramatically.
A few medium combinations landed.
A pair of Explorer Duck Wilds helped one run across the middle reels.
A gold mask line returned enough to keep the balance from falling at the same speed.
More importantly, the temple started showing Compasses.
One landed on reel 1.
Later another appeared on reel 5.
Separate spins.
No opening.
They looked expensive and accomplished nothing.
The duck continued appearing between them, usually close to something valuable and occasionally close enough to participate.
Then three Compasses landed together.
The same spin still managed a small €1.20 combination underneath them.
The stone frame darkened.
The reels moved deeper into the temple.
Sun Temple Free Spins.
Ten spins.
The Explorer Duck appeared beside a carved path leading through four sealed chambers.
Apparently several thousand years of stonework had been constructed around the eventual arrival of a bird in an explorer hat.
The first Free Spin paid almost nothing.
Second spin, better.
A Golden Idol landed.
The duck moved.
One chamber opened.
Two extra Free Spins were added.
That was his first useful archaeological contribution.
No brush.
No notebook.
No careful excavation.
Golden object lands.
Duck walks through door.
The ancient civilization had kept access control admirably simple.
A few spins later, another Golden Idol appeared.
The duck advanced again.
The second chamber opened.
One entire reel on the next spin became Wild.
That was better.
The following spin filled with gold and stone symbols around the Wild reel.
Several connections formed at once.
€6.00 came out of it.
The Explorer Duck stood inside the Wild column with the expression of a creature who had always expected the temple to rearrange itself around him.
At that point I stopped objecting.
Ancient authority had clearly been delegated.
Another Compass landed during the feature but not enough to do anything beyond sit there looking ceremonial.
The duck kept moving through ordinary combinations.
Gold.
Scarabs.
Carved faces.
The occasional Wild.
Then the third Golden Idol arrived.
Another chamber door moved.
The remaining wins were doubled.
That changed the weight of everything still left on the reels.
A modest symbol combination suddenly had reason to stay.
A €2.40 raw win became €4.80.
A little run of gold symbols managed €3.60 before the multiplier and left €7.20 behind.
The temple had finally started paying like it had actually buried something.
The duck remained involved.
Sometimes directly.
Sometimes standing nearby while the stone did all the work.
There was something deeply appropriate about an ancient civilization preserving gold for centuries only to hand access to an animal whose main qualification was webbed feet.
The fourth Golden Idol took longer.
Several Free Spins passed without it.
One produced a small doubled win.
Another was almost blank.
A Compass appeared alone.
A Duck Wild landed at the far edge where it helped very little.
The remaining chamber stayed closed.
The duck stood one step away from it.
The gold beak had become irritatingly calm.
Then a cluster of high symbols connected through another Wild.
The reels cleared into the next result.
Golden Idol.
Fourth one.
The duck advanced.
The final chamber opened.
Quackin’ Gold finally earned its name.
Behind the stone door was a ridiculous amount of treasure.
Coins.
Gold statues.
Gem-covered objects.
Ancient wealth stacked high enough that the original builders had apparently abandoned subtlety several dynasties earlier.
And in front of it stood the duck.
30x.
€18.00.
No dragon.
No undead guardian.
No giant stone warrior.
Duck.
The civilization had protected the treasure for centuries and eventually surrendered it to poultry.
That was the right ending for the temple.
The Free Spins still had a little life left after the vault opened.
The x2 remained active.
That mattered.
A €4.20 raw combination became €8.40.
Then a smaller €1.80 became €3.60.
The temple continued paying after its main secret was already sitting open.
Ordinary wins before the multiplier had contributed €9.60.
The later doubled section produced €42.60.
The vault added €18.00.
€70.20 altogether.
The balance landed at €179.00.
That was enough gold for one duck.
I kept the stake at €0.60 when the base reels returned.
The temple immediately became less cooperative.
One Explorer Duck Wild landed with a small combination and paid.
Another arrived alone.
A Compass appeared.
Then another several spins later.
Never three.
The doors stayed shut.
The same sandstone duck symbol that had looked ridiculous at the start now had credentials.
He had opened every chamber.
Activated a Wild reel.
Turned on the multiplier.
Reached the vault.
The gold beak had paperwork now, although none of it was visible.
I stayed with the smaller stake for twenty-five spins.
The temple gave some money back.
Not all of it.
A few decent combinations kept the balance healthy.
One sequence of gold symbols paid enough to slow the drift.
A Wild helped a run of carved masks.
The Compasses kept arriving badly spaced.
One on its own.
Two separated by a reel.
Another pair later.
The stone refused to open again.
The duck wandered through all of it with the same expression.
He had already seen the vault.
Everything outside it was apparently landscaping.
At €172.40, I moved back to €1.00.
The higher stake that had looked wasteful at the beginning felt different with the temple already behind me.
Eight spins.
That was all I gave it.
The first few were quiet.
Then one Explorer Duck landed inside a decent combination.
€3.20.
Next spin, nothing.
Then €1.40 from a smaller line.
The final couple did not add anything.
No Compasses.
No Golden Idols.
No second trip through the chambers.
On the last screen, the duck stood beside a sealed stone doorway with one gold symbol near him and absolutely no intention of opening anything.
€169.00 remained.
The temple kept the second vault.
The duck had already taken enough.
Royal Potato 2 is what RNG would code during a breakdown.